The Day My Lesbian Shield Fell

Being 25 I was above it all. At the height of anarchy, activism, LBGT+++ rights. He dragged me by the hair, kicking and screaming, to his bed. If you don't want it up your ass, spread your legs and take it. There was no pain, Only humiliation, forced to submit.

No longer a virgin, I hid away to lick my wounds. When I saw him next, he pointed his finger at me, and said you're next. Why he put me down like that, took me like a cheap whore, I'll never know. It was enough that he did,